Monday, October 31, 2011

I've been meaning to make this post for a long time. Because that was actually the deal. When beloved was wooing me, we were bantering one night on the phone, and I casually mentioned that if he grew a beard, I would a) probably want to kiss on him; and b) would document it on my blog.
A day or so later, I received an email entitled 'Day 1' and a picture of his face. It continued for a full month, with little insights into his day, comments, much flirtatious dialogue and at the end of the month....he got kissed on. A lot.
Months and months later; this is the post I mentioned. The kisses? He gets loads of them constantly :)

The Lovers

Visit the Doll on Facebook.

"Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand."

"You'll be a hard act to follow, a bitter pill to swallow, you'll be tough, oh you're tough to replace"

"People say she's crazy, she's got diamonds on the soles of her shoes. Well, I guess that's one way to lose these walking blues: diamonds on the soles of her shoes"

She laid me out on the laundromat floor, said "you'll be not nealy who you are anymore, and I'll always be here to remind you what time is for."